Chapter 8
TITLE: Saints and Sinners
Disclaimer; I want to own Axel and his sexy red hair, but I cannot. Therefore, I own nothing.
My parents were coming to town. They were an hour away and were coming here. I rushed inside and make sure the place looked and breathe cleaning products, when I was done I sucked the life out of cigarette and showered in hopes to get rid of the smell on my skin. While I was in the shower I think I brushed my teeth at least three times and gargled a whole bottle of mouth wash. I put on my black slacks, A white buttoned up shit and looked for my reading glasses. Once my room and I was presentable I raced down to the car and opened every air freshener I could find and took out all the cigarette cartons I could find and hid them in the boot under the carpet and did the same back in my room. When I was finished running around I sat down and threw my head back. Then my heart stopped. There was a knock at the door.
I stood up and straightened out my shirt, fixed up my hair and took out my lip bar. Cautiously, almost like I didn't want anyone to know that I was inside, I tip toed over the door and held my breath as I braced myself. I looked up. My heart froze. No, No, nO, NO, NO! I screamed in my head as my eyes met with emerald green.
"Hey Roxy I had a feelin-" He stooped and took me in. "What are you wearing? You look like a little choir boy." Axle had to stop himself from laughing and I wanted to punch him. My face was warming up from anger and I couldn't stop myself. Grabbing his shirt I threw him into the room and slammed the door. He spun around and looked at me then around the room.
"Wow, what's the occasion?" He may as well have been laughing, and scoffing, mocking… My thoughts trailed off.
"MY PARENTS ARE ON THEIR WAY AND I DON'T WANT TO DEAL WITH BOTH YOU AND THEM ON THE SAME DAY! WHAT. DO. YOU. WANT?!" You beautiful redhead….
He just look at me dumbfounded and stood up straight. "You never text or called about the note and was just wondering if you'd got it." He looked down at the ground and I breathed heavily at the ground and there was a knocked at the door. It froze the room and there was nowhere I could shove Axel out. I looked at the bathroom and pushed the giant towards it. He resisted and there were more knocking
"Not till you agree. Tomorrow night." I could hear him grinning.
"No, just let me survive this." He dug his heals into the carpet.
"FINE" I hissed at him. Axel stood up and disappeared into the bathroom.
Finally I walked over to the door and opened it mid knock. There they were. Mum and dad. They both walked past me and instantly stated sussing out the place, both of their noses up and not once looking at me.
"Good afternoon," I greeted them, not looking up.
"Evening Roxas" Mum said looking down at me.
"How are you." It was such an emotionally detected question from my dad, it was more like a statement and before I could answer, mum cut me off.
"Why did it take you so long to answer the door?" She looked down at me with those cold displeased eyes. They only had one setting. Even when I pissed her off they still looked as cold as stone as they do right now.
"I uhm- I had a phone call." Was the best I could come up with. I looked down at the ground and hoped they didn't see threw it.
"Right," Dad chimed in "Are you going to ask us to sit down?"
"Sorry, yes, tea?" I scurried over to the kitchenette and put the kettle on and mum waved me off.
"No thank you, Roxas," She tucked her dress under her legs neatly and sat down next to dad, but like a feet away from him. "Who knows how many rodents are crawling around this place." I turned my back to them and turned off the kettle and rolled my eyes. This was going to kill me.
"Why can't I see a bible around here, but I can see a Stephen King book?" Dad said tossing my book across the table in discuss. I was really dreading the conversation after this little visit between Axel and I.
"It's over in my bedside table father." I was never aloud, nor did I dare, to call them their less formal names. Dad looked over at me and pinched the bridge of his nose.
I could babble on and on about this torturous one and a half hours but I think I'd take the hang over any day. They finally left to go to their hotel room and visit old friends. Who would want their company, I have no idea but once the door closed, Axel barged out the bathroom with the biggest smirk on his face, I don't know if he was going to laugh or what. I swear though if he does… He flopped onto my bed, messing it up and threw his arms back and latched onto the head of my bed.
"Wow and now I know what all that bullshit was last weekend." He chuckled but not in an amused way, more of an annoyed way. I wasn't really in the mood for him.
"Axel I'm going to have to ask you to leave." My lungs filled completely and I released slowly as I walked over to the door. Much to my annoyance, he remained on the bed. He hadn't so much as looked at me since flopping.
"I don't think so Roxas. You just sat there while your parents handed your fucking ass to you. We're going out tonight and that's that." He sat up and looked at me as-a-matter-of-fact-ly. I rolled my eyes and untucked my shirt and unbuttoned it not caring anymore.
"So, do you have like another personality? Alter ego?" He stood up and followed me to the bathroom where I put my lip bar back in and half a thing of hair gel.
"My parents don't approve of hair products, piercings, tattoos, alcohol, homosexuality, and sex before marriage excreta, excreta, and excreta. I live out my fantasies here" I said exhaustedly and overly sarcastic. The end bit I mean
"Now please leave." I took of my shirt and pulled out a white one and a small black and white jacket. I slipped off my pants quickly and fought with navy blue pair of skinnies.
"Ok, I'll leave peacefully," My sigh was full of relief but was shortly lived as he continued. "Only if you agree to go out with me tonight."
A/N; Ok so I had trouble with the last bit on this and my fiancé and I have been trying to figure out where Axel is taking this little blonde. So in conclusion; I have no idea what to do. Suggestions are more than accepted!
